Arbetsdag nr. 2!
When will life take a new turn? - Part 18 {English}
2014-10-14 | 
15:00:00 | 
I felt no pain and felt that I was still breathing. I slowly opened my eyes and the echo of laughter making noise around us. Beside me, I could see how the gunshot hit the metal that then bounced off elsewhere. I was breathing heavily.
Another man rushed forward with a bucket of water and threw the water over Derek, who flinched and woke up.
- "It is thought that this will go fast so our manager can take over the ritual, but I just want to enjoy this moment a little longer." Again directed Ron the revolver, but this time towards Derek.
- "No, please stop, I beg you!" I screamed shrilly, trying to stop him. The chains holding me back and I got nowhere. Ron had turned towards me.
He smiled at me before he again directed the revolver towards Derek, who looked up. His wet dark hair hung down over his eyes. I could see the old scars after stroke. The tears rose to my eyes when I again tried to pull me forward.
Derek stood, struggling, up the legs. He grabbed the chain that hung above his hands and pulled it up. I felt my chains tightened and how I was pulled up above the ground. The pain could not describe, every little muscle in the body pulled together and it felt like my arms would go off on me. I screamed again.
Derek let go of the chains immediately and remained on his knees, and I fell back against the metal. I was breathing strained.
- "Oh, I forgot to mention it, this is the fun part. Chains are linked to each other, so when the other gets up, lifted the other up., I have heard that it will pain for properly." Ron smiled with the revolver still screened against Derek.
- "You monster!" Derek growled and tried to look in my direction.
- "No, I'd call it genius, a monster is something else entirely. As a nightmare, for example." He smiled at him. Ron turned around and pointed at me. - "In these months, a good friend of ours planted in a multi-demon in the girl's dreams to make her weak and easily accessible," His smile disappeared. - "But, of course, where our patron Aiden had to put in and much soon she could start living a normal life, it was just a matter of time. But the moment," he smiled again when he said it. - "So, we came across one of their spies, Leon, and imprisoned him here to keep him away from the mainland. He had no way to talk about our plans." He laughed and the men around us fell in laughter.
I looked around and at one of the big lights, I could see Mr. Sands and the woman, since before, stand and watch us. None of them smiled. They stood there like statues looking down on us.
- "But he is as good as dead." The name made me think. Leon? It was he who sat in the same room as me. Was he dead ?. - "And here we are, not for the last time, I hope. Nor the last times these two but we all others will probably continue to live on." He continued to smile. He fired a shot against Derek, who just missed him at the head. - "I'll miss where this game!" Ron sighed and started walking up to me. I moved back from him. - "Steady, my real plan was to have more fun, but the idea put a stop to the boss, so I'll have to settle for a different thing." His face was close to mine and I could feel the smell of sweat and alcohol from him. When he smiled his teeth looked anything but disgusting, as if he never brushed them earlier.
His free hand he grabbed hard on the chin at me and held me still. I braced myself for what was to come next.
- "You piece of shit!" I heard Derek sizzle and chains rattled.
- "She's so cute when she's angry!" He smiled again. I tried to break free from the grip, but he squeezed just fixed it harder. Still, he had his face close to mine.
- "Do it!" I heard how the men around us shout and cheer, someone whistled too.
- "No ..." I whispered and pulled me away from him.
- "Yeah!" He smiled. Indeed, his lips pressed against mine and my whole body trembled, and an unpleasant sensation spread through my body. I where disgusted, but at the same time I felt the anger grew within me. I grabbed the first one I got a hold of, which is to say, his lip.
Ron screamed and tried to tear himself away from me, but I refused to let go of the lip. I got a hard slap in the temple and a gunshot was ejected. Amidst the chaos, Ron had made use of his revolver and aimed a punch at my head to get me to let go, but also where he had his finger on the trigger. When the shot was unloaded, met the bullet on the one chain that kept me going. I was hanging unconscious in the air with one hand in shackles, like Derek, he had an arm free.
Ron held his lip that was bleeding heavily after the bite. Derek behind him laughed. Ron turned to the younger man who just laughed at him.
- "So you think this is funny?" Ron asked and directed the revolver at him.
- "Very," replied Derek him. Ron's eyes shot lightning at the young boy and went against him. Derek did not back away from himbut remained in place. When Ron's face was close to his, he could feel the smell of sweat and anger. Ron was boiling with anger, would this boy get to make fun of him in front of his friends and boss, it was unacceptable. He took a step back and without blinking, he pointed the revolver back at the boy, took aim and fired a shot.
With effort, Derek had pulled down the chain, and the shot hit the chain snapped in half. Emma fell behind Ron against the metal. Ron gasped and backed away a few steps before he then directed the revolver against Derek again and fired shot after shot. But Derek was young and he dodged the bullets by throwing in different directions. When the last shot was fired, he stood up and a smile appeared on his face.
- "Seems like you've run out of ammunitaion," he said. - "Let's see how tough you are without them!" He held up his fists against him and moved the left leg back so he could get a better balance.
- "So you think you can beat me?" Ron smiled and said that the challenge was ridiculous.
- "Until proven otherwise." Said Derek. His face where seriously. Ron stood in position and attacked directly. Ron's stroke was much much harder than what Derek had anticipated and for each beat Ron got in, was always a hit. Derek dropped to his knees when Ron hit in his last battle and Derek fell backward and hit his head on the metal.
The men around them laughed and hung up on each other's shoulders and the back was thoroughly amused by the scenario.
- "Finish him Ron!" Shouted a woman.
A revolver was thrown to Ron, who caught it easily. He pulled the trigger back and sighted in on Derek's head.
- "Until proven otherwise, you said right?" He smiled again. From the lip it still ran down the blood and bits years after Emma's teeth occurred.
Without saying anything, Derek looked into Ron's eyes and waited for the shot.
But instead appeared the mass humming from the men around them, which made Ron turned around. Just where Emma lay, stood another man, a man whose face he could not see, a man who was hidden by a cover in gray.
Another man rushed forward with a bucket of water and threw the water over Derek, who flinched and woke up.
- "It is thought that this will go fast so our manager can take over the ritual, but I just want to enjoy this moment a little longer." Again directed Ron the revolver, but this time towards Derek.
- "No, please stop, I beg you!" I screamed shrilly, trying to stop him. The chains holding me back and I got nowhere. Ron had turned towards me.
He smiled at me before he again directed the revolver towards Derek, who looked up. His wet dark hair hung down over his eyes. I could see the old scars after stroke. The tears rose to my eyes when I again tried to pull me forward.
Derek stood, struggling, up the legs. He grabbed the chain that hung above his hands and pulled it up. I felt my chains tightened and how I was pulled up above the ground. The pain could not describe, every little muscle in the body pulled together and it felt like my arms would go off on me. I screamed again.
Derek let go of the chains immediately and remained on his knees, and I fell back against the metal. I was breathing strained.
- "Oh, I forgot to mention it, this is the fun part. Chains are linked to each other, so when the other gets up, lifted the other up., I have heard that it will pain for properly." Ron smiled with the revolver still screened against Derek.
- "You monster!" Derek growled and tried to look in my direction.
- "No, I'd call it genius, a monster is something else entirely. As a nightmare, for example." He smiled at him. Ron turned around and pointed at me. - "In these months, a good friend of ours planted in a multi-demon in the girl's dreams to make her weak and easily accessible," His smile disappeared. - "But, of course, where our patron Aiden had to put in and much soon she could start living a normal life, it was just a matter of time. But the moment," he smiled again when he said it. - "So, we came across one of their spies, Leon, and imprisoned him here to keep him away from the mainland. He had no way to talk about our plans." He laughed and the men around us fell in laughter.
I looked around and at one of the big lights, I could see Mr. Sands and the woman, since before, stand and watch us. None of them smiled. They stood there like statues looking down on us.
- "But he is as good as dead." The name made me think. Leon? It was he who sat in the same room as me. Was he dead ?. - "And here we are, not for the last time, I hope. Nor the last times these two but we all others will probably continue to live on." He continued to smile. He fired a shot against Derek, who just missed him at the head. - "I'll miss where this game!" Ron sighed and started walking up to me. I moved back from him. - "Steady, my real plan was to have more fun, but the idea put a stop to the boss, so I'll have to settle for a different thing." His face was close to mine and I could feel the smell of sweat and alcohol from him. When he smiled his teeth looked anything but disgusting, as if he never brushed them earlier.
His free hand he grabbed hard on the chin at me and held me still. I braced myself for what was to come next.
- "You piece of shit!" I heard Derek sizzle and chains rattled.
- "She's so cute when she's angry!" He smiled again. I tried to break free from the grip, but he squeezed just fixed it harder. Still, he had his face close to mine.
- "Do it!" I heard how the men around us shout and cheer, someone whistled too.
- "No ..." I whispered and pulled me away from him.
- "Yeah!" He smiled. Indeed, his lips pressed against mine and my whole body trembled, and an unpleasant sensation spread through my body. I where disgusted, but at the same time I felt the anger grew within me. I grabbed the first one I got a hold of, which is to say, his lip.
Ron screamed and tried to tear himself away from me, but I refused to let go of the lip. I got a hard slap in the temple and a gunshot was ejected. Amidst the chaos, Ron had made use of his revolver and aimed a punch at my head to get me to let go, but also where he had his finger on the trigger. When the shot was unloaded, met the bullet on the one chain that kept me going. I was hanging unconscious in the air with one hand in shackles, like Derek, he had an arm free.
Ron held his lip that was bleeding heavily after the bite. Derek behind him laughed. Ron turned to the younger man who just laughed at him.
- "So you think this is funny?" Ron asked and directed the revolver at him.
- "Very," replied Derek him. Ron's eyes shot lightning at the young boy and went against him. Derek did not back away from himbut remained in place. When Ron's face was close to his, he could feel the smell of sweat and anger. Ron was boiling with anger, would this boy get to make fun of him in front of his friends and boss, it was unacceptable. He took a step back and without blinking, he pointed the revolver back at the boy, took aim and fired a shot.
With effort, Derek had pulled down the chain, and the shot hit the chain snapped in half. Emma fell behind Ron against the metal. Ron gasped and backed away a few steps before he then directed the revolver against Derek again and fired shot after shot. But Derek was young and he dodged the bullets by throwing in different directions. When the last shot was fired, he stood up and a smile appeared on his face.
- "Seems like you've run out of ammunitaion," he said. - "Let's see how tough you are without them!" He held up his fists against him and moved the left leg back so he could get a better balance.
- "So you think you can beat me?" Ron smiled and said that the challenge was ridiculous.
- "Until proven otherwise." Said Derek. His face where seriously. Ron stood in position and attacked directly. Ron's stroke was much much harder than what Derek had anticipated and for each beat Ron got in, was always a hit. Derek dropped to his knees when Ron hit in his last battle and Derek fell backward and hit his head on the metal.
The men around them laughed and hung up on each other's shoulders and the back was thoroughly amused by the scenario.
- "Finish him Ron!" Shouted a woman.
A revolver was thrown to Ron, who caught it easily. He pulled the trigger back and sighted in on Derek's head.
- "Until proven otherwise, you said right?" He smiled again. From the lip it still ran down the blood and bits years after Emma's teeth occurred.
Without saying anything, Derek looked into Ron's eyes and waited for the shot.
But instead appeared the mass humming from the men around them, which made Ron turned around. Just where Emma lay, stood another man, a man whose face he could not see, a man who was hidden by a cover in gray.
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